OUT OF THE BLUE
ã Tim Moyer 1997
As I strike the match of affinity
And I build the yellow fire from blue
And every Love is the hottest
but my heat flies for just one flue
And when the flame starts to smolder
And all that's left is the fume
Out of the blue you pull me
Out of the blue you come crashing' through
Out of the blue you pull me
Out of the blue
And in myself I was drowning
On dry land the oceans grew
With no air my heart was pounding
And my lips were turning blue
And as I watched my bubbles rising
Of my last breath of solitude
Out of the blue you pull me
Out of the blue you come crashing' through
Out of the blue you pull me
Out of the blue
And as I give in to humility
And I've lost my will to chose
And as I take my last communion
And cash out all my dues
Out of the blue you pull me
Out of the blue you come crashing' through
Out of the blue you pull me
Out of the blue